“I’m a—” she started, but the words got caught in her throat. “I’m a—” she tried again.“You’re a what?” Kellie teased. “A muff...diver? A rug muncher? A clam digger? A scissor sister?” As she uttered each phrase, she squeezed Tracy and giggled, pronouncing each expression in a sarcastic manner.Tracy laughed again. Kellie put her at such ease, her nervousness again drained away. “I’m a lesbian,” Tracy finally said, confidently this time.“Are you sure?” Kellie challenged.“Absolutely,” Tracy. Obviously. Have your scratches healed yet? Things like that. Laura would feel even worse after hearing them."Can I at least call you once in a while?" she sniffled. "Like this?" Guess I can't stop you, can I. But it just makes it harder on both of us, hon'." When you call me hon' I just about melt," Laura laughed softly. "It's so sweet."This made Trina uncomfortable. She does care about me, Laura thought."Don't get the wrong idea, Laura," Trina said, coldly. "We finished. Forget it happened,. In front of her computer Lisa instinctively put her hands on her ass and froze in shock again. The plug was still inside her. On the way to the counter the girls picked up a mean looking strap-on and a pair of handcuffs, the one that was now dangling from her cuntlips, Lisa assumed. Lisa paid for the stuff herself giving the cashier her credit card and presented her ass to him to reveal the price tag that was still on the plug. Lisa let her hands be cuffed in front of her and was lead out the. "Peggy thought about it. "We could keep it in the family." Peggy!"Peggy giggled. "Not that close. You're thinking I meant Joe. No. Never. His brother's cute though." He might not..." You're on dangerous ground, Eric," chuckled Peggy. "How about Harold. Excuse me." Uhm..."Peggy cut in on Helen, whispering into her ear, "Go keep my husband occupied if you don't mind."Though enjoying the intimate dance with Helen, Harold couldn't help feeling slightly more manly when the new woman only had an inch.